“It was probably pressed accidentally,” Cheng Liu explained it away for him.
Ji Chaozhou remembered that last night, in order to set up the emergency contact number, he had dialed her phone number.
Probably after reporting to the police, he inadvertently came across the recent call records and pressed her number by mistake.
Ji Chaozhou looked away, “I’ve troubled you.”
“It’s what I should do.” Cheng Liu didn’t find it at all troublesome to do things for her boyfriend.
She pointed to the clothes on the sofa. “Take a shower and change into clean clothes, you can just rest today.”
Ji Chaozhou’s pajamas from last night had gotten wet and then dried again, and by now he was really uncomfortable. He walked over and opened one of the bags.
“I don’t know your size, so I bought two sets,” Cheng Liu explained. “I’ll accompany you to the mall tomorrow to buy more.”
Ji Chaozhou took out a set of clean clothes from inside the bag. It seemed she bought several sets of everything, including shoes and socks.
In fact, Cheng Liu usually bought clothes for herself without giving it much thought. What she liked to do was fill her closet with the exact same clothes, all year round—she calls it saving time and effort.
But this morning, in order to buy clothes for her boyfriend, she spent a lot of time and effort picking them, and asked the shop clerks many questions. Young President Cheng’s mind was currently filled with all the ‘fashion matching’ tips taught by the shop clerks. It was surprising how much effort it took just to choose a few sets of clothes.
“I’ll go out for a while, and I’ll be back later,” Cheng Liu told her boyfriend and walked out of the suite.
She was going to Guyu restaurant to get packed meals.
This hotel had a five-star restaurant, but it was located on the rooftop, and her boyfriend may not like it.
Cheng Liu remembered that her boyfriend seemed to prefer the dishes at Guyu, but they didn’t provide a delivery service, so she could only go there personally to buy a packed meal.
Normally, Cheng Liu would never even go to such a place.
However, her boyfriend was not in a good state today, and she only wished he could be a little happier.
As soon as Cheng Liu left, Ji Chaozhou’s cell phone rang: it was Ji Mushan.
The moment Ji Mushan heard the call connect, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Chaozhou, where are you now? Are you injured? I’ll pick you up.”
In fact, he had already called Wenxing Property, and the property manager said that no one was injured, but Ji Mushan was still worried and was rushing to Wenxing Community.
“I’m not injured, no need to come to pick me up.”
Ji Chaozhou put his hands on the sofa. Listening to Ji Mushan’s voice, the crimson blood seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, and the veins on the back of his slender, white hands became more pronounced. He hung up the phone abruptly.
Ji Chaozhou stood there, feeling hesitant for a long time. The ringing phone in his hand finally caught his attention.
He looked down: it wasn’t Ji Mushan this time but Aunt Yun.
Ji Chaozhou slowed down his breathing before accepting the call. “Aunt Yun.”
“Chaozhou, are you injured? I saw the news that the Building No. 5 in Wenxing community was on fire,” Yun Se asked anxiously. Then she coughed, as she always did when she got too emotional.
“I’m fine, I’m staying in the hotel for now,” Ji Chaozhou comforted her in a low voice.
Yun Se breathed a sigh of relief, “It’s good that you’re fine.”
After a while, she said again, “That kind of old community is too chaotic, and the property management doesn’t do things properly. Chaozhou, don’t live there anymore, move to a better place.”
“…Hmm,” Ji Chaozhou responded.
They eventually hung up the call, and the suite returned to its previous silence.
Ji Chaozhou stood beside the sofa with his eyes downcast, his face pale, his expression cold. He was like a statue of a beauty whose vitality was gradually disappearing.
… …
The moment Ji Mushan saw the local news pushed by his mobile phone, he put off all the work in the company and rushed to Wenxing Community. On the way over, he couldn’t get through to his son’s phone, so he had to call the property management to ask for news.
Although he now knew that Chaozhou was safe and sound, Ji Mushan still continued on to the Wenxing community.
He got out of the car at the gate of the community, asked the driver to wait outside, and walked over by himself.
Ji Mushan was no stranger to this place. He has been here by himself many times, but he didn’t let Ji Chaozhou know.
The fire in the early morning made the entire community jittery, and the firefighters have begun eliminating the fire safety hazards one by one.
When Ji Mushan walked to the door of Building No. 5, his heart sank at seeing its state, and the vertical lines on his brows grew deeper. He had seen the photos in the news, but they were far less shocking than seeing the reality on the scene.
The entire first floor was the worst: it had borne most of the blast, and things were now visibly deformed. The fire marks had spread all the way to the fourth floor, and the fifth floor also had traces of being blackened by soot.
“This place is temporarily closed,” the property manager said, stopping Ji Mushan from going further. But Ji Mushan was tall and wore a hand-made, well-tailored suit. He had an overwhelming aura, so the property manager’s tone was very polite, “What’s the matter?”
“My son lives here.” Ji Mushan said, looking up at the burnt and damaged building.
“Oh, are you the one who called earlier?” The property manager finally heard Ji Mushan’s voice and recognized it. “Your son was not injured. It’s thanks to him unplugging the electricity this time that things were only like this; otherwise the situation could have been more serious.”
This morning, the police had already taken away the residents of the fourth floor. The investigation was being conducted over there, and the property manager was also aware of the general situation.
“How did they get out of the building?” Ji Mushan asked.
The property manager pointed to the roof of the building, “The fire brigade arrived in time. They set up a ladder to allow the residents to come down slowly.”
They came down from the roof…
Ji Mushan’s expression became extremely ugly. He turned his head in embarrassment, avoiding the eyes of the property manager next to him.
This impressive man seemed to have grown old in an instant…
“You don’t have to worry, your son was picked up by his girlfriend early in the morning,” the property manager explained.
Ji Mushan was taken aback, suddenly doubting his ears. He turned his head to look at the property manager, “Girlfriend?”
When did Chaozhou have a girlfriend?
The two deep lines between Ji Mushan’s eyebrows loosened and then tightened. Was it… Was Yunfei here?
But as far as he remembered, Chaozhou and Yunfei were not close.
“Yes, his girlfriend is very fierce.” Thinking of Cheng Liu, the property manager couldn’t help sweating a little—he was grateful to her but also afraid of her. The girlfriend of the young resident on the second floor looked as difficult to deal with as the one in front of him now.
Fierce?
Ji Mushan instinctively wanted to rule out Yunfei. She was now a popular star; she would not show a bad attitude in front of people, not to mention that the child could never be related to the word ‘fierce’.
Ji Mushan took out his mobile phone, searched for Zhang Yunfei’s photo, and tentatively showed it to the property manager. “Is it her?”
The property manager looked at the picture, then raised his head and looked at Ji Mushan a bit oddly, “Isn’t this Yunfei? That big star.”
Not Yunfei, then who could it be?
If It’s Wrong, Then It’s Wrong translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
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